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Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all.

No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions.

NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST!

Emilin: [Who am I even?]

DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?]

LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.]

OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!]

BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.]

HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.]

BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

"Well, it could be worse," Mason consoled weakly.

Emilin didn't even have to look at the photo on the screen to know she wouldn't like what she was going to see.

The camera was directly connected to a computer so she could see the final result right then and there.

Seeing that Emilin was not responding, Mason sighed, finally realizing how stubborn this little girl really was.

"Don't be like that! There has been a great improvement already, okay?" Mason exclaimed trying to unwrinkle the little girl's face.

"Look, look, look! You can already tell what is being photographed, and this angle isn't completely off, not to mention you can even take a photo without the glare now!" Mason pointed out Emilin's many improvements in this short period of time, but that did not assist him in making her feel better in the least.

Emilin gave her teacher a look that said, "Was that supposed to make me feel better?"

Lines that are destined to meet Pt XII: (Opportunity)